I wanted to have this posted sooner, but the weather in my area has been really crappy lately. And it has been making my carpal tunnel in my hand flare really bad. Anyway, enjoy this chapter! Feel free to read and review!

Location: Greenwood Hills Psychiatric Hospital.

It was nearly dusk, when Olivia regained consciousness. She gazed out the window, watching the last of the sunlight fade as the sun set into the woods beyond the dirt road. She wept silently, realizing she couldn't hang on much longer. She was barely able to stay conscious, slipping in and out all day. Granger was growing bored with her because she was too weak and disoriented to fight back, let alone scream. Fear swept over Olivia as she realized her fate was now in Granger's hands. It was only a matter of time before he would come back to end her life. She prayed that Elliot would find her before this happened. She felt her eyelids become heavy with sleep as she slowly lost consciousness once again.

Olivia suddenly found herself in the SVU squad room. The old squad room. Twelve years ago. It was as if she were on the outside looking in, almost like watching a movie of her life. Detectives Monique Jeffries and Brian Cassidy sat around what would later be Fin's desk, shooting the breeze with Munch. Elliot and Cragen were nowhere to be found. She saw her younger self enter the squad room for the first time, reassignment papers in hand, looking around curiously. Cassidy noticed Olivia the moment she walked in and immediately approached her.

"Hey, there," he flirted, with a wide, flashy grin. "You look lost. Anything I can do to help a beautiful damsel in distress?"

"God, you're such a pig!" Jeffries slapped him on the back of the head. "I apologize on his behalf. I'm Detective Jeffries. Can I help you?"

"I'm looking for Captain Donald Cragen," Olivia answered. "I'm Detective Benson. I've been reassigned to the Special Victims Unit."

"He's in his office," Jeffries told her. "Right this way. Follow me."

Jeffries led Olivia to Cragen's office where she gently tapped on his door.

"Come in," called Cragen.

"A Detective Benson is here to see you," announced Jeffries.

"Send her in," Cragen ordered.

"Hi," greeted Olivia, shaking Cragen's hand upon entering his office.

She sat down and handed him her reassignment papers. He looked them over, then placed them on his desk.

"Welcome aboard," he said. "I was expecting you last week."

"Yes, I know," she explained. "And I apologize for that. I got held up in court."

"That's understandable," Cragen spoke. "Let's get you settled then. I'll show you to your desk and introduce you to your new partner."

As they stood up to leave, there was a knock on the door. Elliot entered the office.

"Hey, Captain," he said. "We got a lead on the Columbia University rapist. Just thought I'd give-"

Elliot sees Olivia standing next to Cragen, and is immediately breath taken by her beauty. But what really draws him to her is the depth and magnitude of her brown eyes. It was like falling into a well that reached deep into her soul.

"I'm sorry," Elliot said, coming back to his senses. "I didn't realize you were busy."

"It's alright," Cragen gestured for him to closer. "I was actually looking for you. This is your new partner, Olivia Benson. Olivia, this is Elliot Stabler."

"Hey," Olivia smiled as she shook his hand. "Nice to meet you."

"Likewise," Elliot smiled back. "Welcome to SVU."

"Thanks," she said.

Olivia was just as entranced with Elliot. His rugged, good looks and muscular build weren't the only thing that attracted her. It was his eyes more than anything. They were a brilliant blue, bold and piercing, yet at the same time, warm and gentle.

"Elliot, why don't you show Olivia to her desk," suggested Cragen.

"Sure," he instructed Olivia. "Follow me."

As she followed him out of Cragen's office and into the squad room, Olivia couldn't help but stare.

God, he has a great ass! She thought to herself as she grinned. I think I'm going to like it here.

He led her to the desk across from his.

"Here you go, Liv," Elliot pointed to her desk, then sat down at his. "Mind if I call you Liv?"

"Not at all," she replied.

Damn! She's beautiful! He thought to himself as he watched her settle in. If only I was single.

Olivia noticed picture frames on Elliot's desk. She reached across and grabbed a couple.

"My wife and four kids," he told her as he watched her look at them.

"They're beautiful," she complimented before setting the pictures back on his desk. "You're a very lucky man."

Such a shame he's married. Olivia sighed as she thought. He's really cute. And kind of sweet too.

Suddenly, Cragen rushed out of his office.

"The Columbia University rapist has struck again," he informed his unit.

"We're on it," Elliot volunteered himself and Olivia for the assignment. "Liv, are you coming?"

Olivia tried to stand up, but found herself unable to move. She tried to call for Elliot, but no sound came out.

"Liv?" he called again.

This time his voice sounded distant. The squad room began to fade to gray. Olivia called for him again but still no sound came. She struggled to move, but was still unable.

"Olivia?" Elliot's voice changed, becoming dry and gritty.

"Dammit, Olivia! Wake up!"

Granger was standing over her, shaking her awake. Olivia's eyes fluttered open. She realized the squad room was a dream. She was now still in the old hospital room, still strapped to the bed. She was still struggling to stay alive, waiting and praying for Elliot to rescue her from this nightmare. She looked out the window. It was pitch dark now. Lightning pierced the sky as the thunder roared outside.

"It's about fucking time," Granger grumbled when he saw her open her eyes.

He released his grip on her, a stinging pain surging throughout her body. She was still sore and bruised from the whipping he had given her. Tears rolled down her eyes as she whimpered.

"Stop your crying!" he shouted, punching her in the face. "Whore!"

"I'm sorry!" she begged, her voice barely audible. "Just please don't hurt me anymore."

She watched as he began sifting through the glass and debris from the overturned cart still laying on the floor. Granger managed to find a vial that wasn't broken and an empty syringe. He opened the vial and carefully filled the syringe. Olivia whimpered as he injected the syringe into her shoulder. Within minutes, she began to feel the effects of the drug as it swam throughout her system. Her mind became cloudy, her senses became hazy. She struggled to keep herself grounded to reality.

Olivia saw the anxious look in Granger's eyes and realized he had become aroused. He pulled the blanket off her body. He removed his pants and climbed on the bed, positioning himself above her. Her hands clung to the leather restraints as he entered her. She didn't have the strength to resist him.

"Oh, God!" Granger moaned. "You feel so good!"

Her body quivered beneath him as he moved deep inside her. He had complete control of her body. Olivia stared up at the ceiling, afraid that if she shut her eyes, Granger would hit her. He noticed this and smiled.

"Good girl," he kissed her cheek. "You're finally learning."

His hands cupped each one of her breasts, gently fondling them. A stifled moan escaped Olivia's lips, as her body moved with his, the pleasure intensifying within her.

"Oh, yea!" he grunted deeply. "Tell me you like it. Tell me you want more."

"I like it!" she said through clenched teeth, sobbing. "I want more!"

"That's right," he grinned, feeling the pleasure grow inside him. " Now tell me I'm the only one. Tell me I'm the best you've ever had."

"You're the only one," she forced out as her weeping increased. "You're the best I've ever had!"

Granger moaned louder at this, quickening his pace, his thrusts becoming more powerful. Her body writhed uncontrollably beneath his. Olivia cried out as her body succumbed to him once again. He squeezed her breasts as he reached his own climax, before dropping down on top of her, catching his breath..

"You're mine," he breathlessly whispered into her ear. "All mine!"

Beneath him, Olivia lay sobbing and shivering. She began to feel even more disoriented, weak and dizzying front the drug. She thought of Elliot and the hopes that he would save her from this hell as she felt herself losing consciousness again.

Location: Greenwood Hills Psychiatric Hospital. Parking Lot.

Elliot and Dana parked at the farthest end of the parking so not to spook Granger. Gina and Max parked near them. Their backup awaited for them in the woods beyond the dirt road behind the hospital. When the time was right, they would signal for backup. The four of them huddled behind the two cars with the blueprints of the hospital and a flashlight.

"According to these blueprints," Max began, in a hushed tone. "The hospital consists of three floors beginning with the main lobby, which is here."

He pointed with the flashlight to the center of the L-shaped hospital where the two sections intersected.

"Then," he continued. "It branches off to the right and left. Gina and I will take the left. Dana, you and Elliot can take the right."

"Fine by me," agreed Dana.

"Wait a second," Elliot interrupted. "That will take too long. Why don't you call Dominic and ask what part of the hospital he and his friends were in when they heard the screams?"

"Way ahead of you," Max replied. "I called him when we were in the car. He said they only made it into the main lobby when they heard the screams. Afterward, they ran out of there as if their asses were on fire."

"Lovely," Elliot grumbled, sarcastically. "I guess we'll stick to your plan then."

Gina spoke up. "It's the best plan we've got. Even if it will take us a while. But don't worry, Elliot. We will find Olivia."

"Okay, then," Dana told them. "Let's cut the chit-chat and start searching."

The four of them crept silently towards the hospital, weapons drawn. As they got closer to the main entrance, Max beckoned them to the left side of the hospital.

"This way," he whispered. "Dominic said the front entrance was bolted shut. But there's a side door around the left side that's broken. It's how they got in last time. It leads into the kitchen, which should take us through the cafeteria and into the main lobby."

They slowly and quietly made their way to the left side of the house, where they easily found the side door hanging on by only one of its hinges. Suddenly, lightning flashed and thunder rolled. Then the sky opened up as rain poured down over them. It was so loud they had to yell to make themselves heard. They only hoped Granger wouldn't be able to hear them over the storm.

"Shit!," Elliot cried out. "Let's get inside quickly!"

"You don't have to tell me twice!" yelled Dana.

"I second that!" yelled Gina.

"Shut up and get in!" shouted Max, holding the door open.

All four them quickly and quietly slid through the broken door and into the kitchen of the hospital.

Location: Greenwood Hills Psychiatric Hospital.

The rain was pounding hard against the window when Olivia once again regained consciousness. She looked around, dazed and weak, still dizzying from the drug that was still flowing through her body. Her body lay trembling and drenched in sweat. Her breathing was quick and shallow. Olivia lifted her neck slowly and looked around. She flinched in agony as the pain shot down her back, spreading throughout her body like a wild fire. Granger was nowhere to be found. Where had he gone? Was he coming back? Or was he going to leave her here to die?

Her question was immediately answered when she heard the door open. She looked up just as he entered the room.

"Hello, detective," he greeted her grimly. "Glad to see you're awake. For now anyway."

Olivia remained silent as he moved nearer to her bedside. He brought his face close to hers. She flinched as he cupped her face in both of his hands. He shook her head when she started to drift off to sleep again.

"You're being very disrespectful," he scolded, stroking her face with his thumbs. "It's not nice to keep falling asleep on me."

He tightened his grip on her face, making Olivia cry out in pain.

"You're making me angry," he chastised with an ice cold stare. "And trust me. The last you want to do is make me angry."

Suddenly, Olivia's stomach began to churn. She felt terribly nauseated. Granger sensed this and backed away, just as Olivia turned her head and vomited all over the bed. Granger became furious.

"Now look what you did!" he slapped her. "God, you're fucking disgusting!"

"I'm sorry," she whimpered. "Just stop hurting me. Please."

"If you're so sorry, then why do you keep doing it?" he demanded to know, cupping her face in his hands again. "Tell me! Why do you keep pissing me off?"

"I'm sorry," she repeated softly, begging for his forgiveness. "I'll never do it again. I promise."

He loosened his grip on her face as he ran his fingers through her hair. Olivia shuddered as she continued to remain silent.

"I thought you wanted to please me," Granger kissed her cheek. "You do want to please me, right?

She stared up at the ceiling, and uttered not a word. This only infuriated him even more.

"Answer me when I talk to you!" he slapped her harder this time, making her cry out. "Inconsiderate bitch!"

"Yes!" she forced out through tears, her voice weak and raspy. "I want to please you! And only you!"

"That's a good girl," he smiled cruelly. "I know you do. Just like I want to please you."

He placed one hand on her breast, gently massaging it. Meanwhile his other hand still firmly cupped her chin. Olivia quivered at his touch.

"You know you like it," he taunted her, gently squeezing her breast. "I think you enjoy it just as much as I do. Maybe even more."

Granger put his lips to hers as he kissed Olivia's cheek, slowly moving up to her ear, which he then began to nibble. Suddenly, he stopped.

"Where are my manners?" he quipped. "I got so carried away that I almost forgot."

He let go of her face and breast.

"I was searching around this old hospital today," he explained. "I was looking for something for us to play with. I had to since you were disrespectful and made me knock the cart over."

He felt his temper flare, but took a deep breath.

"Anyway," Granger continued. "You caught me in a good mood. I forgive you for angering me."

He gently rubbed her thigh with his hand.

"Plus," he added, as he continued massaging her thigh. "I want to thank you for being so good."

Olivia whimpered and trembled as he moved his hand higher.

"I have a gift for you," he grinned wickedly. "Well, actually it's for both of us."

He released his grip on her thighs.

"I'll be right back," he told her. "Don't move."

He left the room, but Olivia could still hear him out in the hallway. It sounded like he was sifting through a very large and very full dumpster.

This is it. She thought. He's gonna kill me now.

She closed her eyes and sobbed harder, as she prepared herself. She only wished she could somehow tell Elliot she was sorry. That she should have talked to him when she had the chance. And tell him how much she loved him, and how much he meant to her. Somehow deep inside, she felt he already knew. Just as she knew how much Elliot loved her.

Granger returned into the room carrying a large cardboard box in his arms.

"I found a new toy for us," he smiled sinisterly. "And believe me when I tell you this one will blow your mind!"

Will Elliot make it there in time to stop Granger and save Olivia? We'll find out soon! Stay tuned! More to come soon! Feel free to read and review!